Tuesday, 16 January 2018

Becoming real...

“Real isn't how you are made,' said the Skin Horse. 'It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.'

'Does it hurt?' asked the Rabbit.

'Sometimes,' said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. 'When you are Real you don't mind being hurt.'

'Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,' he asked, 'or bit by bit?'

'It doesn't happen all at once,' said the Skin Horse. 'You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand.”  

"I suppose you are real?" said the Rabbit. And then he wished he had not said it, for he thought the Skin Horse might be sensitive. But the Skin Horse only smiled.

"The Boy's Uncle made me Real," he said.
"That was a great many years ago;
but once you are Real you can't become unreal again.
It lasts for always.”

Thursday, 11 January 2018


Die teerpaaie gloei weer vandag
en die warm wind bring ook geen verligting
Die aarde brand
die aarde skroei
en Afrika se suidelike punt
smag na reën…
maar die wolke is nie swaar genoeg nie…
Picture from City of Cape Town

Wednesday, 10 January 2018

Happy 2018!

We're already 10 days into the new year and I've hardly had any chance to voice my thoughts and dreams for this year. The year started with a bang with work and impending studies settling in my "holiday" head (and spread sheets). Even though I had no leave between Christmas and New Years, the quiet roads and soundless office rustle made for a delightful illusion of holiday cheer.

It's day 10 and I'm fighting with Service providers in our country.
Registration with my distance learning institution opened last week and it was, as expected, and epic fail from the start. Encouraged to register online it crashed the first day and just didn't respond to any click of a button the days after that. Once I was able to miraculously register, it didn't give you the confirmation needed to make payments. Only after spending my early morning hours in a line of hopeful students where I able to register successfully. So much for self-help/online registration. And to think I still have along road to walk with them, crawl it may seem in many instances.
(PS. I trust you can expect to see similar posts every other 6 months for the next 6 years....)

The dreaded Home Affairs....do they even deserve a mention on this happy ray of sunshine (sometime) blog of mine...? Bleh....I just have bad luck with them. I need to renew my passport... although it is still valid, at the time of our planned holiday later this year, it is only valid about less than 6 months on return....not sure if I want to take that chance? Decisions, decisions....

We bought our dream home but live next to Satan's spawn (our neighbour).....let's not go there.

I'll be doing 3 modules this semester of which Accounting causes the biggest concern at the moment. Commercial Law should be a breeze (or slow read) and Business Information Systems will most likely be a refresher from what I did in my IT Diploma. The next 6 months up until examination is planned to the T so you probably won't be reading much about my life. I need to get my priorities straight. And I need to save for said holiday and EUR does not come by cheap if you earn ZAR.

Nonetheless this should be a joyful year with new learning's and new discoveries.

Will keep you posted.


Friday, 29 December 2017

Still Growing...: happy thoughts♥♥♥---reën wat hard val op 'n sinkda...

Still Growing...: happy thoughts♥♥♥---reën wat hard val op 'n sinkda...: happy thoughts ♥♥♥ ---reën wat hard val op 'n sinkdak--- ---wind wat suis teen die venster--- ---die reuk van reën in die karoo...


I was taking a long run yesterday when the following words came to mind:

Majestic and tall
Roots deeply imbedded in mother earths embrace
the wind sweeping through the strong branches and delicate leaves
whispering secrets
Telling stories
generously giving life
providing shade
Oh regal trees
how beautiful are thee

Magical trees on the slopes of Tygerberg Nature Reserve


Update alert!
I've updated my "Who am I" page after 2 years as well as my Bucket list, which is coming along nicely now ....tick, tick, tick...


Thursday, 28 December 2017

The Diary of a young girl

I've been magically (or tragically) transported to a time of war and uncertainty seen
through the eyes of 13 year old Anne Frank, who in hiding with her family,
wrote meticulously about her experiences without holding back.
Her literary ambitions and honest sharing keeps me captivated.

More on her journey as I relive her tales.